I grab her by the ass, lifting her body, she moans into my mouth, while automatically snaking her legs around my waist, trapping her between the shower wall and myself. My dick is still hard, needing no time to wake back up, as I sink into her tight pussy. Her moan is loud and primal as I fill and stretch her.
I pound into her, her back hitting the wall, making her noises come out in spurts.
“Harder,” she pleads, but I keep my tempo the same, not wanting to hurt her.
Her pussy tightens around my cock, and I know my baby is fixing to get off. The thing about Rowan and me is that we’re addicted to each other. There is no need to be primed and ready when her body is so willing to welcome me.
“Come for me, Killer.” I bite her earlobe and grunt with each thrust.
“Oh, God,” she sings as I feel her pussy pulsate around my dick.
“That’s it. Good girl, take it all,” I urge her on, wanting her to take every bit of my cum in her. Marking her only for me. I long to be forever entwined with her in ways that her belly will swell with my own.
Slowly putting her on her feet, her eyes half hooded, her face red, and her smile big, I keep that thought to myself. One day I’ll tell her, just not right now. Now I need to get into the mindset of burning everything down until I find Damian. It’s time to bring him home, but first, I need to take my woman home.
Chapter Three
Rowan
After Luca and the guys formulated a plan, the consensus was that he and I needed to get away, especially me.
With the cabin burned down, Luca said he had a surprise for me. Not needing him to elaborate further, we agreed to hit the road after days spent locked behind the funeral home’s gates. I was getting stir crazy. There is only so much you can do inside these gates.
Luca wants to keep me out of the loop as much as he can. I know he wants to protect me, but I’m grown. He saw what I could do, so it pisses me off that he wants to keep me tucked away. I know it’s for my safety, but fuck.
We both remain lost in our own thoughts, creating a silent ride, as I watch towns pass by out the window.
I’m not sure how many times I’ve looked at him to see his eyes bouncing from the rearview mirror to the side mirror, eyes alert for any suspicious vehicles, guns at the ready, including mine.
Not being able to stand the silence anymore, I turn on the radio asThe Reaper by Jonah Kagenplays. Laughing when he sings about a burned-down house. How poetic.
Luca looks at me like I’ve lost my mind, and maybe I have.
“You can be annoyed at me all you want for keeping you out of this, Rowan, but if I lost you, I would lose everything. I can’t put you in danger. You’re the reason my heart now beatssteadily. The reason I see a future. And you’re my future, baby.” His hand pulls mine from my leg, bringing it to his lips, kissing it.
He glances over at me, my hand still on his lips, and I see the small smile behind it. I know he’s right, but I hate it.
I turn to him, taking in his face. Luca’s the epitome of handsome. His eyes crinkle at me before he looks back to the road.
“I just need you to promise me you’ll take a backseat to this, Rowan. Please.”
Breathing in deeply, I say, “Okay.” I don’t promise him because I can’t.
Dropping my hand, I watch his grip the steering wheel before he shakes his head.
“You’re going to be the death of me,” he mutters, but I can still hear him.
Leaning my head back, I fall asleep as the radio lulls me under.
“Baby, wake up.” I hear Luca’s voice.
Opening my eyes, I’m greeted by an immense tree in front of the car. “Oh my God,” I say sleepily.
Sitting up in my seat, I take it in fully. It’s huge and beautiful. And then it hits me. It’s his tree.
“Luca…”
“Come,” he says before I can get another word out.
